The dream keeps appearing.
It is always the same. And the end is always the same. I am always ahelpless bystander, unable to intervene, only watch asevents unfold. I try to fight my feelings in mydream, but I am unable to do. Each time, I
becomemore aroused as the dream
progresses. I enjoy everysecond, savour
every moment, as this event unfolds.As I drop off, I am back in time, to the
1960s,driving through the countryside with
Anita. She iswearing a blue minidress
with a white patternedbodice, and black
patent leather high heeled shoes, sopopular
at the time. Her hair is beautiful:backcombed
with a fringe at the front, and as it dropsat
the sides to reach onto her shoulders, it flicksoutwards and upwards as was the fashion at the time. All held in place
with hairspray. She looks so sweetand
sexy beside me as we drive along. After some timethe car begins to play up, and it is fortunate we seea house in its own large grounds up ahead.

It appearsnot far short of a stately home. I decide to pull inthere and see what help can be given.Coming up the drive, we were greeted by several men,who appeared to be most helpful, but also seemed totake more than a passing interest in 18 year-oldAnita. They said they would arrange for a localmechanic to examine the car, but in the meantime weshould relax and enjoy the hospitality bestowed on
us.They mentioned that they were about to have abarbeque at the rear of the house. “Of course you areboth welcome to our barbeque. Anita can beguest-of-honour on the barbeque”, said one of them. “Don’t you mean AT
the barbeque?”, I said in allinnocence.
“No, I meant exactly what I said”, camethe
reply. “Anita will be barbequed in a few minutes,you will be an active participant in the event, andwatch as she slowly roasts, before the flames reachher and burn her alive. And there will be nothing youcan do about it. We are in charge here.”
With that,two of the men (there were five in
total) took Anita,bound her wrists behind her
back and we were quicklytaken to the rear of
the house. Given the number ofthem, I
was helpless to intervene in anything theychose
to do. I simply had to do exactly what theysaid. The barbeque was in a secluded spot, withnothing overlooking it. No one could possibly
seewhat was going to happen, apart from those
there.

The barbeque was a huge affair. It was enclosed onthree sides by a small brick wall about six feet
high.The grill was fastened to the two side walls, and wasabout four feet from the ground. There was plenty ofclearance for a lot of fuel to be placed beneath thegrill, and there was already a decent amount placedthere. What was unusual was that there was a
pole inthe rear of the grill, running from
the ground to wayabove the top of the brick
wall. The pole, or inthis
case Anita’s stake, was well secured into theground,
and Anita started sobbing when she realisedthat
they were indeed going to carry out their threatto roast and burn her alive on a barbeque. Three ofthe men took her to the barbeque, and she was helplessas they hoisted her up onto the grill and set aboutchaining her to the stake. One stood directly
infront of her, holding her firmly to the
stake. Shewas securely bound with
chains under her breasts,which immediately
emphasised how full and curvaceousher young
breasts were, and around her waist, herthighs,
her calves, her ankles, and a final one aroundher
neck so that her head did not slump forward.

Theman standing in front of Anita then began to cruellytease her. First of all, taking a box of
matches fromhis pocket, he struck a match and
held it in front ofher face. Trembling
with fear, Anita watched as heslowly moved
the single flame to her hair fallinggently on
the left side of her face. He held theflame
there long enough for her hair to smoulder, butnot
catch fire. He then repeated this action withanother match to the other side of her face. Anitatook in the pungent smell of her hair singeing.
Afterthat, he took his time fondling her full
young breastfor a time, before slowly running
his hand up herthighs inside her dress.
We all knew when he hadreached her fanny, as she
gave out an involuntarygasp. He then
proceeded to masturbate her fanny andstroke
her clit until she finally cried out withabandon
as her orgasm flowed over her. “The nextthing
stroking you down there will be tongues offlames”
he leered, as he pulled away from her. Withthat done, the barbequing of Anita could commence.It seemed apparent that they had done this before, asthey set about the burning of my girlfriend Anita in
avery orderly fashion. However I was
handed a torchand told that I would be the
first to light Anita’sfire beneath her.
For a few seconds, I was shocked,and stood
motionless, then realising I had to comply,I
stepped forward and thrust the burning piece of woodinto the wood beneath her. Far from regret, I felt arush of excitement knowing that I had lit a firebeneath an attractive young girl. Nothing was
rushed,as the others also lit the wood
beneath Anita.

As thefirst plumes of smoke from the burning wood drifted uparound Anita’s body, she began to sob quietly again. But there would be
no rush of flames through the grillto take
her yet. They let the fire build up, and thenplaced a fair amount of charcoal on the top of thewood, the effect of which was to reduce the flames,but gradually intensify the heat being generated. They did this
several times, building the fireoutwards in a
circular fashion, as well as slowlybuilding
it up in height. Through all of this, theyignored Anita’s pleadings not to be burned, and herfrequent gasps and exhortations that the heat wasintolerable.The height of
the wood was about six inches from thegrill
when the first flames reached up level with it. By this time Anita
was in a frenzy. She had beenroasting
for the last quarter of an hour, and not aflame
had touched her yet. They kept the flames atthat level for a few minutes more, before one of themdecided that it was time for her to start burning. “Let’s introduce
this sexy young witch to the flames”,one of
them announced, and with that he added morewood
on top of the already burning wood. For a fewseconds nothing happened as the fresh wood took itstime to ignite. But then flames rose through thegrill, hungry for fresh fuel to feed on.

Watching allof this, I was
actually willing the flames to set fireto her
shoes and start burning her. At last the smallflames found Anita’s shoes. Her shoes were so hotthat as the flames began to lick them, they caughtfire instantly. Through a shimmering heat haze
Icould see the pointed toes of Anita’s shoes
beingslowly engulfed in flames, as the black
high heelsalso succumbed to the fire. I
could only watch,fascinated, but deeply
aroused as flames and smokeswirled vividly
over her shoes. Anita screamed intotal
pain as flames began to set her alight, and inseconds
the erotic scenario of Anita burning alive atthe
stake had begun. She was lit, and now standing ina fire that craved more and more of her sweet young 18year-old body with every second. The flames
lickedover her slim ankles and began
spiralling up hershapely legs. At this
point more wood was placed inthe fire at the
front and around the sides, so thatthe whole
of the barbeque under the grill was filledwith
wood. The effect was to increase the fireconsiderably,
but the brick walls on three sidesprevented
the flames from fanning outwards, ratherthey
helped to concentrate the flames in the area ofthe
grill alone. Smoke continued to drift up allaround Anita, not obtrusively, but sufficient to addto the atmosphere of the occasion. “She is
burningbeautifully”, commented one of the
men. Mentally, Ifully agreed with
him. Here was my girlfriend chainedhelplessly
to a stake and being slowly burned alive,and
I was enjoying every moment, not wanting it toever
end.

As the flames drew closer, the hem
of her minidressbegan to smoulder, then, with
smoke drifting aroundand up inside the hem,
the first flames touched thesoft material of
her dress. The effect was instant:her
clothing was alight! Flames could be seen lickingall around the hem, and then slowly burning upwards,caressing her smooth thighs as they did so.
Seeingthe hem of her minidress catching fire
and then flamesand smoke billowing up it was
such a turn-on, I had toadmit. The fire
was quickly seen to be up to her hipsas her
dress burned steadily (its flame-retardantqualities
really coming to the fore). Everyonewatched
in fascination as her crotch and the cheeks ofher
arse (God, what a tight arse she had!) wereclearly
seen to be consumed by flames as she writhedin
desperation against her burning stake. Flames wereindeed now licking her fanny and stroking her clit, tothe delight of all watching.The flames continued to rise slowly, burning her dressaway in the process, and soon we were to see thebodice of her dress in the flames. For severalseconds her beautiful white bra was exposed, but justas quickly that too caught alight. The
wonderfulcurves of her breasts were to be
seen jutting outsuperbly as her bra burned
away and the flames settledon taking her
roasting hot breasts. Anita’s eyes wereclosed
and her lips open as she gasped over and overagain
in agony. With her head back, her hair fellslightly lower onto her shoulders, and it was at thispoint that Anita’s hair began to singe. It
singedalmost gently at first, but then tiny
flames touchedher hair, and the lavish amount
of hairspray she hadused on it now served
only to help her hair to catchfire at
once. As flames rose over her breasts, ontoher shoulders and licked around her sweet young face,so her hair sizzled and burst into flames.

Anita wasnow completely engulfed in flames. She had beenburned alive at the stake in the most unusual anderotic fashion.“Now
that you’ve witnessed this event, and been awilling
participant in it, I’m sure you will take partin
future events. Oh yes, we have all thephotographic
evidence to show you participatedalongside
us, was the first to light the fire beneaththe
girl, even”. I was trapped! The only course totake was to go along with what he said, and lookforward to the next barbeque, when someone else’syoung girlfriend would be ‘guest-of-honour’. Yes, Iwas warming to the idea already…